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We'd like you to serve your year of atonement
as a general practitioner in the town of Whyhope.
Our golden boy Hugh is back!
He's one of the top heart surgeons in the country.
Also he was 'Cleo's Bachelor of the Year in 2012.
You have really lovely eyes.
All the better to see through your bullshit.
Matt's a jealous guy who's gonna think stuff.
Like what - you're gonna get naked and let me make sweet love to you?
We're happy, Hugh.
Is there much that would keep you in Whyhope?
No. Nothing.
Well, how about Penny leaving?
Oh, shit! What - you like her? What?
Are you jealous? Oh, my god. No!
I'm gonna clear my head for a bit.
You could clear yours while I'm gone, that'd...
You know what? You can't. That's the whole thing.
I'll call you.
Do you have an appointment?
I'm Dr Cartwright's replacement. Do I need an appointment, lanky?
You can't put this whole hospital at risk because of this woman!
What's wrong? My hand works.
Oh, that's great! I had to tell you.
About your hand?
Every genius has his day.
Today is mine.
All hail me.
What's wrong? Stinger got me.
I asked some people to pee on me, but no-one would.
All the good traditions are being lost.
What? Doesn't matter.
Let's go. Hot shower.
It's amazing you made a heart to go in a real person.
It is amazing.
Could you win the Nobel Prize?
Oh, it's highly unlikely, but, um... not entirely impossible.
Hope the couch was OK.
Aren't you the thoughtful house guest?
I drank all your milk and I broke a plate.
Sort of thoughtful, then.
Big day! Big day.
Are you nervous?
Nerves are for the unprepared.
I just wish I was putting it in.
Um... you wanna get dinner with me tonight?
Sure. I'd love to.
8:00. On me.
Do I have to go to school?
This is a severe injury
and a doctor's note shouldn't be a problem, right?
Lady Mayor of Whyhope.
This won't do.
Well, it's the traditional mayoral robe.
It smells like moths have been fornicating in it.
I had it dry-cleaned.
Well, it's drab and it's old-fashioned.
That's not the message we want to send, Hayley.
This inauguration needs to put a stamp on my administration
as dynamic and colourful.
Well, why not purple, Mum?
Better! Purple's dynamic.
Yeah?
And a local floral motif, maybe a hood.
That's dramatic! Like Obi-Wan Kenobi.
Well, let's sketch something and get Jennifer to knock something up.
It's my crowning achievement.
Do you want a crown, Meryl? That's too much.
When you look at me, imagine I'm wearing one.
Always do.
Lady Mayor - by 11 votes.
11 blessed souls who had a vision for the future.
Matt? This is the last time I'm calling.
I know I've said that a few dozen times
so it may be losing its power,
but you need to answer me.
You've had four weeks to clear your head.
We need to talk!
You've made your point.
I love you. Just come home.
I'm not even angry!
I know I'm yelling, but imagine all this without the yelling.
How's that arterial pressure?
We're live-streaming to universities. Don't distract her.
I know.
OK, let's introduce his own blood flow.
Taking him off bypass.
Restoring profusion.
Obs look good.
It's pumping. Let's join the pulmonary arteries.
Bypass removed.
Heart looks good.
The blood flow - arterial pressure's a bit low.
Uh, you're leaking blood. What?
You've got a bleed. I can see it!
BP dropping. 92 over 46.
Sutures have burst on the aortic anastomoses. Fuck!
Alright, get him on bypass!
BP - 87 over 43. Now!
Hey! Hey!
Get the bypass back on fast! 41 over 20.
You - gown and gloves! Here you are.
Just doing you up.
Don't worry about that! Gloves, gloves!
No recordable BP. Shit!
He's gone.
Hi. It's me.
I guess you're drunk somewhere, living it up,
and forgot about dinner.
I forgot too.
So, I stood you up, just so you know.
Any word?
Hugh said these transplant operations can take up to 12 hours.
She means Matt. Not a peep. Matt's fine.
Well, how do you know if there's not a peep?
Today not a peep.
He texted yesterday and said he was fine.
Great.
Men may fall out with their wives, but a mother's bond is always sacred.
What do I do, Meryl?
Well, firstly, are you really trying to get him back, Charlotte?
I text him every day - "I love you. Come back."
I ring leaving begging messages.
Well, I know a nice little Indian man from Optus
that does that for me every day
trying to get me to change phone plans.
Still haven't. Your point?
Women were given wiles for a reason.
I mean, you think I just walked up to Jim and I said, "I love you"?
No. I was underhanded and devious.
You what?
When you're good, they don't even know it happens.
They think it was their choice. Keeps them feeling virile.
Don't wanna castrate the bull while you're trying to corral him.
So, I should...?
Up your game.
How?
Love has no limits, Charlie.
If it does, it's not love.
Hi.
Clearly I'm late for dinner.
Sorry, um... something... happened.
So, I'm sorry.
Um... bye.
You ringing your girlfriend?
How nice that you screwed up my life
and now you're playing footsies with Penny.
I should warn her - there destruction lies.
Good morning to you.
Didn't think you'd be down here. It's too early for you.
I don't sleep well without Matt there.
Still not back?
He will be. I have a plan, and you can't be here. Go!
Well, good for you. Bye.
Shit! Sorry. How'd it go? The transplant.
Great. What's 'great'?
Yeah, it's a process, but, um... I'll leave you to it.
Have you been up to the house? No.
They're all on tenterhooks about how it went.
OK. Thanks. See you.
Hi, darling. I thought I'd show you what you were missing.
Morning, sweetheart. How are you?
I got your video.
Oh, did you see the starlings? How pretty were they?
Who filmed this?
No-one! I put it up on a stand!
It was supposed to show you what you were missing.
How's your jealousy going, other than ridiculously?
A stand?
Just come home, Matt! Talk to me! We have to sort this out.
Yeah... no... no, I'm still a bit confused.
I haven't finished reading all the 'Harry Potter's yet.
Well, let me come to you, then. Where are you?
I'll call you.
Just tell me where you... are.
Eugh.
Hugh! How did it go?
What... Oh, uh... great.
Uh, you know, it's a process. Ups and downs. Nothing's certain.
It's so exciting! Yeah, well, no time to rest on...
I can't believe I was a small part in saving millions of lives.
Yes, you were.
Good. Well, send patients if you must, but... no talking.
I'm hungover.
Celebrating. As you should. OK, but just one thing.
No. There's a ram in your office.
Was in your office.
We need to talk about Nora.
I don't need to do anything,
except do my rostered hours and go home.
She's a nightmare. The staff hate her. She's erratic.
And I don't feel she's a true healer.
Well, no-one said you had to like her,
but more importantly, she does have to like me
so that I can leave in...
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